Hello, Rylan, "Ivy greets me. Even with her transformation, her voice still has that magical quality about it. Her white arms wrap me in a hug, which I return. Throughout the room, I can hear disappointed sighs; the crazy-hot babe is taken.
What would you do if I kissed you right now?" I stared at his beautiful face and his beautiful mouth and I wanted nothing more than to taste it. "I would kiss you back.
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Michelle Hodkin
I would rather a romantic relationship turn into contempt than turn into apathy. The passion in the extremities make it appear as though it once meant something. We grow from hot or cold, but lukewarm is the biggest insult.
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Criss Jami
Beautiful face. Beautiful body. Horrible attitude. It was the holy trinity of hot boys.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout
When you're as hot as you are, no amount of ice will do.
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Anthony T. Hincks
[novan]: bassists are very good with their fingers[novan]: and some of us sing backup vocals, so that means we're good with our mouths too...(~ IM chat with Novan Chang, 18, bassist)
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Jess C. Scott
More Quotes By Colleen Boyd
Get me in here. Get me in here now! " I order. I have to get out of the swamp before it happens again. But it does. <span style="margin:15px; display:block"></span>I feel it before I see it. Dozens of thick, razor-sharp needles pierce my right leg,...
This night is going well." Hello there." I speak too soon. Dunstan enters, his two cronies behind him. Everyone standing around goes quiet. I flinch, but not for me; he's gazing at Ivy like a lion at a piece of meat. <span style="margin:15px; display:block"></span>Ivy just...
Rylan! "Nadia and I turn our heads simultaneously towards the entrance to the living room as Tim Powers appears." Yeah?" I yell across the room. That's when I notice the expression on Power' face. A mixture of awe, amazement, appreciation, and a bit of jealousy."...
I'll never see Ivy alive again. But she's still everywhere. In every drop of bubbling swamp water. In every leaf hanging from every tree. <span style="margin:15px; display:block"></span>In every speck of swamp mud. In every blade of grass. In every gift she left behind for me:...
I'm seeing someone." It gets quiet enough to hear our breathing." You're dating someone?" Aidan asks, sitting back down in my chair. Nadia retakes her spot on my mattress. I glance down at my hands, feeling my cheeks redden. "Not dating, really. <span style="margin:15px; display:block"></span>It's...
